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Taking a sabbatical has affected my relationships and mental health, who would’ve thought?

I got the flu so I missed my creative writing class today. I got my project corrected on my e-mail, though!! I might post a snippet on here, the full thing will be over on substack.

I got new books! Gótico Botánico (a short story collection about plant related horror) for a bookclub and short stories by Samantha Schweblin.

I’m drawing a lot these days.

Have an awesome weekend,

Love you,

Anna.

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me when I can’t finish an essay I spent weeks researching for

literally the most beautiful man to ever exist

Al Pacino behind the scenes of The Godfather (1972)

me every day

made by me on picsart after I got my brother’s help to finish playing Arkham Knight

I hope your weekend was amazing, mine was pretty good.

I spent my weekend relaxing, I dyed my hair and got my nails done (if there’s typos here blame my acrylics).

I finished ‘La familia’ by Sara Mesa and I liked it less than I thought I would.

I got my creative writing workshop project corrected and i’m happy with the feedback I got.

I’m looking into reformer pilates because I got injured and can’t go running for a while, and that was all the exercise I did apart from hiking and walking everywhere I could.

I’m really into patterned tights, polka dots and pastel pink hair lately.

Ciao, Ciao. Til next time,

Anna.

I had my second creative writing workshop today. I didn’t write to you guys about the first because it was just an introduction, and not much happened. Today was good, though.

The class is from four to seven p.m. and pretty dense in terms of what we are taught, I enjoy it a lot. I submitted my first short story (I will publish it on Substack once my teacher corrects it).

I also went to uni today, although I’d dropped out, I went to meet with some friends and stayed for a class. I loved seeing everyone and catching up, I laughed a lot.

The air is not so chilly anymore and it starts to smell sweeter, like cherry blossoms. I like when I can feel spring clawing its way through. Anytime spring comes slowly I always think of Hades and Persephone bidding their goodbyes in the underworld.

Also, crazy thing happening lately on my tumblr!! I’ve been getting asks of people genuinely insulting my appearance, and others asking me if I had foetal abnormalities. First of all, I do not. I am not disabled and I’m very lucky. Second of all, I do not tolerate these kind of attitudes so I’ve blocked those accounts.

I know I’m not the prettiest girl in the wolrd, but that doesn’t make me worth any less. Plus, I am pretty, and happy, and loved. I’m good.

All yours,

Anna 🫶🏻

P.S. I’m dyeing my hair tomorrow! (only fixing the roots, might post a pic of it! ☺️)

“match my freak” how about you match my poetic misery instead

This diva is such a good writer and such a cool girl 🫶🏻🤧

"The doctors said this was typical for my condition, my brain simply works differently. It might be a struggle but I can do other things better than most people, I have different abilities. "Differently abled", I hate that term. They make my brain sound like some kind of alien substance. A material from a different planet, a repulsing slime that disgusts and intrigues them at the same time. One that they cannot study because they don't know how and they cannot name because they wouldn't know where to start.

I named it, it's "no borax, no glue, no shaving cream, no contactlense fluid activated slime". In a way, they're right. It disgusts me too sometimes."

-An excerpt of the story I'm currently writing (haven't decided on the title yet)

Need this

WHAT THE FUCK IS HOOKUP CULTURE MARRY ME IN ITALY AND I’LL DIE IN A CAR EXPLOSION

Hey, lovelies! I’m back on Substack!

The tiny screenshotted fragment there is from the latest chapter of a story I post monthly, apart from my essays or short stories which I try to post weekly on fridays, but it’d been a while since I last posted.

Here’s the link to my latest piece, read the previous chapters before it (or don’t) and tell me what you think! I love hearing from you!!

I missed you all,

Anna

also where are you from xx

I’m from Spain!! :)

wait i didn't know you dropped out of college?? what happened

Nothing, really. I started a purely academic degree (literary studies) thinking that was my thing, thinking I wanted to dedicate my time to research and reading papers and it wasn’t for me. I’m to creative and active to sit around reading articles that i disagree with for the most part, I get angry and don’t study and my essays turn out hateful and uncalled for.

But I’m going back to uni this september, I’ll be a humanities major!

I DONT UNDERSTAND HOOKUP CULTURE. DIE IN MY ARMS

I’m on a weekend getaway with my family, life’s been different since I dropped out of college.

I’m talking to a guy and I really like him, which doesn’t usually happen, he lives three hours away from me. I hope he doesn’t see this🤧.

I’m reading Lunar Park by Bret Easton Ellis.

I recently went to the cinema to watch spellbound, a 1945 movie starring Ingrid Bergman and Gregory Peck; all the other people in the screening were over sixty and that was kind of funny. Spellbound is one of my favorite movies ever.

I’m working on a screenplay and really enjoying it, and for now just trying to get back on track with life.

Love always,

Anna.

this is what yearning girlbloggers smell like, btw

this is what my bedroom looks like

Sofia Coppola’s home office, photographed by Bruce Weber for Vogue, 2000.

me for this entire month

girlhood is logging 4 movies on letterboxd in one day, girl blogging, scrolling tumblr for hours, and then sleeping for 3 days straight ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

this is me for real

It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?

A lot has happened since I last made a photodump/life update diary entry here, for instance, I dropped out of college.

I dropped out because I realized academics were not for me, I’m still getting a degree, just needed to clear my head, find something I wanted to do, something I saw myself in.

My substack is growing and I’m happy with it, it feels surreal when people enjoy my writing.

I’m reading lunar park by Bret Easton Ellis and I have so many thoughts about it but most of them are not nice, which sucks because he used to be (still is) my favorite author.

I’m painting and drawing again, I painted the pic in the middle.

I began writing a screenplay for a slasher film, something fun and dynamic and stupid and very campy 90s.

I’m confused about a lot of things, I don’t really know what they are.

Until next time,

Anna.